The Rope Songtext
von Clementine Valentine

Take this line to pull you out
Out of fear, out in doubt
Slipping through your hands like soap
I′ll hand to you the end of a rope
The rope

I can hear your heart's dis-ease
I can fulfill all you need
The things that I could give to you
By ways of old, make something new
The rope


We′re all of us, cursed
In a vast universe
So without, fear or doubt
Blow the candle out
We're living here in style
The soil here is so fertile

The things that I could show to you
Cast out the old, invite the new
And watch your regret decompose
I'll wash your hair, I′ll clean your clothes
The rope

A gift from them that came before
A change of heart, an open door
Collecting all the deadly sins
In time, it′ll end, make space to begin
The rope


It's not something you′ve missed
Ah, but fate tends to twist
So without loved, fear or doubt
Blow the candle out
We're living, hearing style
The soil here is so fertile